Chapter 429 (2/2)
No one is not afraid of death, but most people don't know how Yi Jia died. In a moment, the people of Tianluo sect were cast a shadow, and their bodies could not help but step back. One of them was holding a long sword in his hand and staring at Dapeng alertly
Watching Mirs start, LAN Wenxuan turns his head to look at his father, only to find that his father and uncle are staring at LAN Wuqi silently, and their eyes are moist. LAN Wenxuan sees that the atmosphere is a little dull, and says in a hurry: ”Dad, second uncle, uncle's body has not fully recovered, you go back first, I'll deal with the things here!”
LAN Wuhong, looking at the Mirs where he had been fighting with the demons of Tianluo cult, hesitated for a moment with a trace of worry and said, ”this is not very good...”
LAN Wuqi then said in a voice: ”listen to xuan'er, with him and peng'er, those people who settle down can't jump for long!” LAN Wuqi said that he couldn't find out when he saw Mirs enter the sheep like wolves. After a while, seven or eight people had been torn by Mirs!
LAN Wuhong and LAN Wude nodded and answered. LAN Wenxuan had a look at all the injured people: ”go back, too. Write down your kindness. Wenxuan will not treat you badly in the future!”
”Young master, let the old slave stay. The injury of the old slave is no different from that of no injury! After all, there's something to do here! ” Tian blind Zhang stood out and said to LAN Wenxuan. However, if you follow tianxiazhang's words, you should stay.
LAN Wenxuan took a look at the blue family cemetery, which was already broken. He hesitated for a moment and then said, ”Mr. Zhang and Mr. mouse, please stay here, others go back! Go back and take good care of yourself, and you won't have to worry about things here! ” With LAN Wenxuan said so, many talents toward the direction of blue Wuhong brothers left to catch up.
Send the crowd away, the battle is over, there are limbs everywhere, no one is complete, and Mirs this battle seems to have been through the blood bath, at this time he grinned to LAN Wenxuan's side, said: ”master, what are you doing now?”
”Nothing to do, we can go!”
”Young master, what will happen here?” Mouse strong looked at the cemetery destroyed by the battle and the bodies of Tianluo believers everywhere, and asked LAN Wenxuan.
”We don't have to worry, someone will come to collect their bodies!”
”Young master, do you want to settle down and collect the corpse? If an Tianxiang comes, we might as well take this opportunity to kill him! ” It's still the rat that talks. The day blind Zhang then uttered a voice, light way: ”little Lord told us how to do, we do so, why so much nonsense!”
LAN Wenxuan didn't say much. He walked slowly towards the north gate. He really had plans in his heart
It's said that an Tianxiang has wrapped up the whole fragrance building since the morning, and it was only at noon that someone sent back the news to him. Xiao He in the west city was killed by LAN Wuqi, who dares to come back in case of emergency. Even Xiao He finally committed suicide. He could hardly believe the news. At that time, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was no news of anbatian. Although he was worried, there was still a glimmer of hope.
Waiting is the hardest thing. An Tianxiang drinks tea cup after cup, and his foreboding is getting stronger and stronger. At this time, a guard outside rushes in and looks pale. He shouts to an Tianxiang: ”home owner, home owner... Ancestors, ancestors...”
An Tian Xiang Teng stood up from his chair and excitedly grabbed the guard's collar and asked, ”come on, what's wrong with the old ancestor! Are you coming back from here
”No, it's not... Someone... Ancestors, he...” they didn't say a complete word.
At that time, an Tianxiang raised his hand and slapped the guard. He slapped the guard in the face and turned the guard around a few times! When an Tianxiang was about to ask the guard, he asked: ”are you an Tianxiang?”
An Tianxiang looked up and saw a 13-year-old or 4-year-old boy, whose whole body was dripping with fresh blood. The most important thing was that he was carrying a head in his hand, which he knew very well